Chapter 473 Billionaire's Lies

• Jenny adjusted the strap of her bag as she stepped into the sleek glass doors of Zina Bank’s corporate office the next morning. The scent of freshly brewed coffee and the faint sound of keyboards clicking filled the air. Despite her carefully pressed blazer and the calm expression she forced on her face, inside she was anything but steady. Last night's business congress replayed in her mind.JM with Eva, the pain of seeing him, the shock of what he'd said, and the way she'd almost fallen if not for the firm hand of Saben.
• She took a deep breath and pushed her shoulders back, going into Zina Hale's office. Zina, her best friend and co-worker, was already sitting at her desk, her red lipstick glaring against the pale light streaming in from the blinds. She raised an eyebrow knowingly, looking up.
• "Jenny White," Zina replied, reclining in her chair. "You look like you didn't sleep last night at all. Don't tell me the wine last night struck you so hard."